Abduction Page #5

- Wow.

What?

It's better

than in middle school.

That's because I know

what I'm doing now.

And no breasts either.

We should get some... food?

-Yeah.

-Right.

I'm starving.

- I'll go.

- Okay.

I'll knock twice before came in.

Alright.

I'm on a train heading

south of the city.

Very good.

We're coming up at

Cincinnati Station.

We'll be waiting at

the next stop.

So hungry...

He might like that.

Shut up!

Tell me what room is it?

Pretty fingers.

Tell me the room, now!

You wanna play somemore, huh?

You little man.

Come on, Nathan. Use your anger,

think about it, keep control. / i

Come on, Nathan, do something.

You're gonna go down here. / i

What can you do? / i

Focus,

think about it, think. / i

Think about it. / i

Come on!

Hey, hey!

Watch it.

Hold on,

I need to catch a breath.

Okay.

He really is, Martin's

f***ing kid.

They cannot get very far on foot.

Let's surround them up.

Wrap up this thing.

I didn't get it until now.

All that time spent training,

wrestling, sparring...

He was preparing me...

for this moment.

Two days ago, we are just

a couple of high school kids.

Now, it feels like a lifetime though.

Because it was.

Agent Burton,

we have a visual on the target. / I

Going south on Route 51. / i

Alright,

get down here. / i

Come on!

Kid!

Give it up, kid!

Nathan, Nathan!

Nathan!

Come on? Why are you running?

Look around. Is anybody

pointing a gun at you?

We're not threatening you.

If you're really the CIA,

what's my real name?

Nathan Price.

Steven, Steven Price.

Steven's your middle name,

they argued about it,

but your mom thought Nathan was better.

- How do you know that?

- I was at the hospital,

the night you were born,

Nathan.

- What do you want?

Well, I'd like to get outta this dirt for starters.

You kids have been

on the run for what?

Gotta be hungry.

How about I buy you a burger

and a milkshake?

You must've been hungry.

Karen, can I have

some alone time with Nathan?

Agent Burns will

help you tend to those bruises.

Come, sit over here.

You must've a lot of questions.

Who killed my parents?

You mean, Mara and Kevin?

- Yes.

- His name is Nikola Kozlow,

He's an independent black ops agent.

- Like my father?

Yes, but...

Kozlow works

for the bad guys...

Martin is... was one of us.

The woman you know

as Dr. Bennett, trained them, Lorna too.

Whose idea was it

to put me in...

foster care?

Or whatever you wanna call it.

When your mother died,

well, to be honest, we weren't sure

whether Martin's gonna

crack or not.

He was in no condition

to raise a child. He realised that.

I told him that I would make

sure your were safe.

So, Martin could carry on

doing what Martin does.

- What exactly is that?

- It's a messy world, Nathan.

People like Martin and Kozlow

are just two sides of the same coin.

Listen, kid. The world

you've just dropped into...

is a world very few people get to see.

You're getting

a glimpse behind the curtain.

What we're engaged in here

is a polite war.

It's not about bullets and bombs,

borders or territories.

The currency of this war

is information.

Zeros and ones, Nathan. Data,

and that's what Kozlow's after.

What is Kozlow

want from me?

Martin recently stole something

very valuable from Kozlow

and he wants it back.

If Kozlow gets you,

it put your father in a

very compromised position.

Why should my father suddenly

start caring about me now?

Nathan, you don't know

a first thing about your father.

I know it scares the sh*t out of you.

Myres, report?

Torres, report?

Torres, report?

This thing that Kozlow wants so badly,

what my father stole, what is it?

It is a sequence of

meaningless numbers and letters.

It's actually an encrypted list

of 25 people

who have sold or traded

state secrets.

You have any idea how valuable

that kinda information is, Nathan?

Your name's on that list, isn't it?

You have a vivid imagination.

That's a very dangerous thing.

Get down!

Stay down.

Get behind something solid!

Stay here and keep

your heads down.

Stay down!

Come on.

Nathan?

Nathan?

What the hell is going on,

Nathan?

My parents murdered

and everything we've been through...

is all about a damn list.

- What list?

- A list of names...

that my father stole. This guy,

Kozlow, came after me

thinking he'd force

my father to give it back.

The crazy part is that I've had it all

along and I didn't even realize it.

It's in the phone I picked up

back at the apartment.

Martin must've texted to himself

for safe keeping.

Jesus, Nathan.

Why didn't you give it to the CIA?

Because Dr. Bennett was right

about not trusting Burton.

We're on our own.

- Where did you get that phone?

- The guy on the train who attacked us.

Hello?

Convenient thing about cellphone is

that can be turning into listening devices as well. / i

- Kozlow?

- You have something that belongs to me

and now it's time to give it back.

What use is it to you?

Don't be foolish, boy. / I

Hand it over and you'll be left alone.

What kinda guarantee can you give me?

I can guarantee this:

If you don't surrender that list...

I will be killing every friends you have,

Zack, Gilly, neighbors.

even

your boring teacher.

And when I'm finished,

you'll be responsible for the death

of every friend

you have on facebook.

But I think there is one

person in particular

you don't wanna see get hurt,

am i right, Nathan?

Her parents arrive on

Italy's flight 449 tomorrow afternoon

at 3.20pm. If I don't have the list

by then, they're dead.

You can tell her all about

what's it like to lose your parents. / i

The feeling you must know by now,

am I right, Nathan,

or am I right?

Okay, okay.

So how do you propose we do this?

Simple.

I give you a time and a place.

No,

I'll pick the time and place.

Somewhere public.

Someone backtracked our signal!

Let's go guys!

Speaking in Serbian language...

Don't move!

Good.

I'm only sorry there weren't

more up in there.

Yes, Sir. Another thing.

What?

We found a digital record.

Nathan Harper has the list.

No, no, no!

He's on his way to meet

with Kozlow and hand it over.

Where?

- Were you followed?

- I don't think so.

I took my 8-year old neighbor's car.

Can't you tell there's

no one else in here?

Did you do what I ask?

- Did you?

- Yeah, man. Just like you said.

Patio section,

VIP access only,

it's under 23 D.

Thanks, man.

Good luck.

I wish there was

another way.

So do I.

I assure you I have

the situation under control.

- You have the boy?

No.

- You have the list?

No.

Then you don't have things

under control, Frank.

- Hello?

- Hello, Nathan.

Who is this?

- It's me.

I need you to turn around

and walk out of that stadium now.

Martin?

You sure have grown.

I know federal agents who couldn't handle

what you've been through

in the past 24 hours.

But you can't go in there.

Kozlow will take the list and he will kill you.

- Not if I kill him first.

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